Mick’s nuts about nuts . . Litchi. Ginkgo. The Breadnut of Jamaica. their fleshy cores yield feral highs that kick self-esteem up to narcissism. He lusts for the wild titillation of kola . . craves the dynamic opiate in poppy. Monkey-pots straddle the sills of his bath, pistachios pout provocatively from counters. Mick savors diversity . . Piñons trigger bliss in the back hollow of his throat; fertile cashews rev up desire. He hungers for the silkiness of chestnut . . the creamy smoothness of brazil nut. Raw hazelnuts prompt erotic imagery; almonds tease his senses. Mick’s passionate over walnut . . A naughty, coveted kernel that gifts deviant know-how to his eager core. I am sweet-of-flesh coconut. He arouses my carnal curiosity . . triggers sensual delight from an overworked life of kink. I think I'm gonna like this game. Mick is cocky . . which mandates logical probe. He tags me a ‘trophy’, I see him shallow-of-soul. He is a #sexydude; sinsational for sure! The default in his program? Fondling self above any other.